I woke up suddenly from this dream because I got panicked/over-whelmed in the dream and maybe I also was snoring/stopped breathing/or something like that in the real world, I woke up with a gasp or gasping & with a jerk like I had literally jumped from the dream back into the real world or something like that, and the emotions/feelings that I felt in the dream were still with me; and the negative emotions/feelings still effected/affected me, so I laid there for a moment trying to calm down, and I took a moment to think about my dream.
I got up to use the bathroom and to voice record my dream so that I could type it later if I decided to but the way that I felt at the end of the dream & when I woke up was so negative that I spent most of the day not thinking about the dream, and I did not want to type it & I still do not want to type it really (probably mostly because of laziness now, because usually the longer that I wait to type my dreams, the harder it gets to get myself to type the dreams, and it takes longer to type).
It is a bit strange because I have dreamed about a lot worse than this without waking up like that or being effected/affected like this, but somehow this effected/affected me more than expected; and so I guess that shows no matter what, deep down I still care about my brothers, and I still feel like the older brother who feels responsible for them/their safety.
*Lazy Overview*
I had several dreams last night but I only remember part of one dream that took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of D, and my mom was using my dad to force my brothers (except for CC because he was not in the dream) & I to go to an unknown location with them for an unknown reason.
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